Painting: "invisible", acrylic on canvas of my admired VANESA GIORDANO.
He has stolen everything under the chair you are sitting
His shoulders fall due
thin arms pushing
between long hair lint His hands are limp
languidly across the lap with nothing to hold
not retain even the memory of laughter
emits no cries of protest
and her lips are blurred
His pupils dilated by salt
observed distances
traveled
The thief was time and she hopes
sitting in his chair to finish his work
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